"The carrier has turned into a young girl, and the location is XXX!"
The masked men chased after Liang Shijing while calling out to their friends.
Liang Shijing was only sixteen years old and his cultivation had yet to reach the Foundation Establishment Realm. He did not have much combat strength. Even so, the masked people still needed to gather people.
He wanted nothing to go wrong.
Liang Shijing's back was whipped by the divine power chain, and his skin was torn open. He was in a miserable state.
Liang Shijing's eyes were filled with tears. This was a pain she had never felt before.
But she did not cry.
Little Ji, who was in her arms, was frightened. Liang Shijing hugged Little Ji tightly, his nails almost digging into Little Ji's flesh.
She was running for her life in the direction of her home, but more and more masked men appeared on the streets, causing her to gradually despair.
Suddenly, she saw her brother.
